Inventory

>look
You are in a dusty alcove. Nearby is something that is biting you.

>check inventory
You are carrying:
A fully charged Gubernatorial Capacitor
An earthworm
A Very Important Tyrannosaurus Rex
A hydroelectric dam
A keyring full of random keys you're afraid to throw away
A Hookshot
A single stick of fruit stripe gum
An indescribable colour
A handful of perfectly sauced spaghetti
A VCR Tape labeled "Saturday Night Live 11/19/88"

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